First Visit to Michigan

“Before we go, look at how hilly it is.” “Okay.” “And then look how flat it gets on the drive.” And off Matt and I went to Michigan, where it was indeed much flatter than hilly Ithaca and seemingly everything was made of brick. I only had 36 hours in Michigan before flying home to Portland, and I…

Of Sprinting and Starving: How I Got Home

This is a PSA. I’m home. I’m alive.  I’m not sleeping in the Detroit airport. Yesterday I got out of work and immediately called a cab to pick me up at my dorm. I got in, mentioned I was going home to Oregon, and the driver excitedly started asking me a TON of questions about the…